Corona
Hey, today I was real bored
Put together vision board
Tried to put them in a chord
All emotions that I hoard
Hey, invite me to the parties
This time not gonna bail
Once this ends I'll be outgoing
Ha, I know that's gonna fail
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's all coming to the surface
All the baggage that I've packed
Had a dope distraction method
Now it's all damn fucking cracked
Like we weren't really close tho
Can't like ask you for a Zoom
So I guess I just be hangin'
Find new cracks up in my room
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's reversion to the past
Or time-lapse to the future
My mind is hella wounded
But can't ask you for a suture
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
Put together vision board
Tried to put them in a chord
All emotions that I hoard
Hey, invite me to the parties
This time not gonna bail
Once this ends I'll be outgoing
Ha, I know that's gonna fail
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's all coming to the surface
All the baggage that I've packed
Had a dope distraction method
Now it's all damn fucking cracked
Like we weren't really close tho
Can't like ask you for a Zoom
So I guess I just be hangin'
Find new cracks up in my room
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's reversion to the past
Or time-lapse to the future
My mind is hella wounded
But can't ask you for a suture
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
It's like the world just stopped
Can't talk about what's up
Losing myself nonstop
Oh man, I swear I'll flop
Credits
Writer(s): Martina Velichkovska
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